Harley
Well I woke up feeling much better in myself. Archer was already up I could hear him moving around, down in the kitchen. The smell of pancakes filled the air, that was more than enough to get me moving. I sat up and stretched, letting out a loud moan as I shivered back the nice feeling it gave me. "Morning, breakfast is nearly done." he called up to me.
"It smells delicious, I'll be down in a second." I answered as I stood straightening out my shorts and vest top.I cranked my neck to the side feeling a strange stiffness as a bone crunching crack sounded. It felt good and limbered me up. Shaking off the feeling I walked down the stairs to see the table laid with cutlery drinks and bowls of fruits and a jug of syrup. Archer carried two plates with pancakes stacked five high. "Well,
